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he said, kissing my forehead. We headed to the garage and took one of the luxurious cars. As we drove out, I watched the royal city of the Lycan city slowly reveal itself, its ancient architecture, glowing crystals embedded in buildings, vibrant energy radiating from the streets and modern facilities make it even more captivating. The royal city was more breathtaking than I imagined. We visited the royal museum first. Marcus told me the stories behind each artifact, explaining the eras, the battles, the victories, the losses. His voice was filled with pride and a hint of sorrow, like he carried the entire empire on his shoulders.

A roar exploded from Bruce. Not an ordinary wolf's roar. Not even an Alpha's. The sound shook the fucking cabin. Alpha Tobias's warriors immediately lowered themselves. Lenden's head dropped. Even Kornell paused and bowed instinctively before catching himself. Royal authority thundered through Bruce's voice. The roar of a King. Then Bruce saw Ryan. And I lost him. We launched ourselves across the room. Ryan was already on the floor beneath Kornell and Lenden, struggling to complete his shift. He looked at us.

“Of course, the inter college football championship, 2019. You were my guest, Mr. Waller!” “Prince of the East Kingdom?” Xavion was dumbstruck to see a royal from the East in his party, his shocked tone amused Howard. My brother spoke proudly. “Yes, I am Prince Howard Burdock Ambrosia. A new investor in this football season.” My brother’s regal entry in the party completely changed the mood, draining all the color from Xavion’s face. He forgot about his games and got busy kissing Howard’s ass. Seizing this golden opportunity, I chickened out of the hall, Uncle Earl met me in the parking lot.

And he wasn't any different now. The door groaned open, snapping me back to the present with Hector's arrival. "Hector. Just in time. I need another bottle of this particular gin, please," I said as I adjusted my glasses, preparing to return to work. But the tension in his body immediately stole my attention. "Sire..." "Speak, Hector." "Our sensors picked up presences on the common road. Two cars carrying Royal flags. I believe it may be your councilmen." Two cars? Royal flags?

It will be a long and winding path but that just came with all short cuts . Chelsea saw Ron following her gaze , a familiar glint flashed in his eyes before he smirked . Beside them was a ' do not walk off forest lane ' , as Royal knights it goes without saying that they needed to follow each and every rule . After all they needed to lay down better examples in front of The nobles . But not today , ignoring the warning sign they shot right into the forest .

The road had widened into a proper highway, other vehicles pulling aside as our royal-crested SUVs approached. "Where are we?" I asked, my throat dry and painful. "Almost there," Dr. Thornwood said, offering me a water bottle. "That's the royal city in the distance." I looked where she indicated, and my breath caught. Rising from the valley ahead, illuminated by the setting sun, stood the legendary city I'd only heard about in stories. Stone walls surrounded buildings that climbed toward the sky, and at the center, perched on the highest point, the royal palace gleamed like a crown of stone and glass.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

They turned away from the main road, veering toward the Old King's Road, a weathered path few commoners ever saw. The old king's road was an ancient, partially overgrown track; it was rarely passed except by the king, most times only during royal hunts. The reason Ragaleon had decided to take this lane was because it avoided the main city streets, letting the royalties slip into the forest without parading before the townsfolk. Creeping vines had begun to claim the walls where the forest pressed close, but the way was still clear enough for the king's host. Within minutes, the rumble of carriage wheels and the heavy rhythm of hooves vanished from the ears of the castle, swallowed instead by

“I’m sorry, madam. I’m just a driver. But maybe you should visit and see some places that play huge significant value to the history of Capria.” “See? You’re not just a driver. Tell me about the King?” “Ahh. America has no monarch, yeah? The first king was King Kamrun—” “Who?” “King Kamrun of Braynburg?” “Oh, and the current King?” “He’s critically ill.” His people must love the King if he didn't rule like in that 15th-century monarchies. “I’m sorry to hear about that.” My chest felt hollow. “The Prince apparent is Prince Isodore, Duke of Burkhese. You should visit Burkhese. It’s a great place, surrounded by the ocean. If you want to visit a little bit colder than Winterbourn, try Guardion.

I just got out of the shower when I heard a knock on my door, “Your Majesty.. I have a message to you from the king” Hudson, my personal guard said. “You may enter” I said, I had just worn my pants and I was still bare chested, he is a man so I didn't need to rush in my dressings. “The king have received an important message from the embassy” “And what is it about?” “I'm not sure, but he requested to see you now, he said that the matter is very urgent” “I will be downstairs in five minutes” “ Yes my prince” “You may leave now”